The songs that inspired this chapter are:

Cold as You-Taylor Swift

My Life Would Suck Without You-Kelly Clarkson

Centuries-Fall Out Boy

Today, was a bad day but for a moment it was perfect. I guess I'll tell you the perfect part first because my day started out perfect and for a minute everything felt normal and I guess I should have known there is no such thing as a perfect day.

I was out homecoming dress shopping with my nanny, Miss Heliotrope and with one of my best friends Katie. I found the perfect dress it was long and a purple ombre and just the right amount of sparkle. Katie found a black and pink dress striped dress. We were going in a limo that Megan's parents had gotten for us. We spent the day trying on dresses and laughing about some of them. We were talking about boys and how our dresses were date worthy. It was perfect.

Then, I found out that my father who would have been coming home in two from the war in Afghanistan died. I was never close with my father and always thought that maybe he would love and adore me like he did when I was a little girl. When I was little he would shower me with presents and always make sure that everyone in London knew that I was his daughter and why he was so proud of me. After my mom died of Pertussis he changed, he stopped being happy and carefree and started being guarded and depressed. I think that he thought that the world hated him so he started hating the world.

My mom was just like my father she was always caring and helping people that didn't have as much as we did. Our house was never empty when she was alive and she taught me that anything was possible. She also taught me that everyone was equal in God's eyes and to pay attention to their hearts not their clothes. My mom was the one who never shielded from the harsh world like my father did. She always answered all of my questions truthfully and in a way I could understand. After she died when I 13 I tried to convince my father to help people like she did, not hurt them but he never listened. Eventually I stopped trying.

About a week after my father died we had the funeral, not many people came probably because in his later years he pushed everyone away but a couple of his good friends who stayed with him through everything came and a few friends who didn't only knew him before my mother died came too. After I put the roses on his coffin and Mom's grave. I thought I saw a man in black leather standing under the pavilion after I laid the roses down but I figured it was just my imagination because when I looked back a minute later, he was gone but I kept looking back out of curiosity which earned me a stern look from Miss Heliotrope.

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